She Is My Enemy Poem by Sarah Wilson

She is my enemy,
My reflection,
Exaggerating my imperfections.

She is my enemy,
Mocking my ugly face,
Making me a visual disgrace.

She is my enemy,
Big eyes and thin lips,
Goading the need for beauty tips.

She is my enemy,
Her intention to hurt,
An image I can't convert.

She is my enemy,
But I am the opinion that matters,
She will not leave me in tatters.

She is my enemy,
My resolve she cannot sway,
She is condemned,
The moment I turn away.